A/N: This is a very important and sad occasion. I found out Rick first BROKE UP Jasper, then, he KILLED Jason! I was in shock for an entire day. Then, I cried for a few hours and cursed Rick. Well, this series of short, (very short) sad stories are dedicated to our poor Sparky. RIP blonde Superman.

Dear Jason,

Thank the gods, I thought you were dead! Annabeth and Percy told me you went in an expedition to the Underworld. You scared me half to death! I wish we didn't break up, if I knew you were gonna die... Wait, but you didn't, did you!

Piper giggled as she continued to write her letter. Percy and Annabeth stood in the doorway, whispering and shaking their heads in sadness. "Percy, we must tell her!" "But Annabeth, we can't wreck her fantasies, or she'll die of heartbreak." "But..." Piper turned around, put her left hand on her hip and wagged her right index finger. "I won't let you stay if you are that noisy!" She pouted as she hiccuped. "Mr. D was right. Her sanity, it's gone." Percy speculated in a hushed tone. "Out!" Piper ordered bossily, but with a playful grin tugging on her lips. "Call me when Jason's back from the quest!" She giggled enthusiastically. Her best friend had a sad twinkle in her thunderstorm grey eyes as she exited the room with her boyfriend.

Well, I hope you will come back soon. Dad took me to buy chocolate, but he frowned in distaste and sadness when I mentioned you. I don't know why, but I know you'll return safely. Leo thinks you'll be back in a month or so, but I think he said that three weeks, no, two weeks, no, one day ago. I don't care that I've lost count of time. Whatever. Last time I saw you was, um, Apollo said it was May, and Reyna says it's already August. Should I believe her? She was probably your ex and was just jealous of me.

She paused, reminiscing his golden blonde hair that usually tingled with electricity. She should know; she lost count long ago how many times she've been zapped when she ran her hand through the showers of gold that crowned his handsome face perfectly, giving him the image of a god. Then she screamed. Blood. A spear protruding through his chest. A madman's maniacal laughter resonating. Apollo rushing to her side. Him wheezing. She started to calm. No, it was only a dream, it wasn't real. She relaxed.

Anyway, I have to go to eat dinner. I heard the conch shell! How is your trip to the Underworld? Please answer me, I want to get back together. Without you dying. Scratch that. You are still alive! What was I saying! Bye, love you!

Love,

Piper

She happily tucked the piece of paper into the envelope, licking it, and sealing it shut. She skipped outside humming "If I Die Young" by the Band Perry. She paused, noticing the song she was humming and shrugged, continuing her skipping to the Hermes cabin for them to send her letter away. She smiled serenely and took off, humming the same tune quietly.

A/N: I wrote this because I was traumatized after Jason's *sniffle* death. I think Rick Riordan just got promoted to Gaea/Octavian level evilness for destroying Jasper, and then KILLING some of his fans' favorite character! The nerve! Jason isn't my favorite(I like him though), but he's my friend 's favorite. I had to sit and soothe a weeping ball of mess for an entire afternoon. Well, please review!

-the Graecus from Idris